The boyfriend is coming back in exactly 3 days from now and my heart can't stop beating like crazy! Berdegup-degup (or berdebar-debar?) for the whole day whenever I thought of it!
God and I haven't decided what to wear yet! And all the other minute details like whether I should tie my hair, let it go or curl it, whether I should wear heels or pumps, whether I should bring a handbag or go without, which watch I should wear, what are the first words I shall say and things like that. It seriously is driving me insane. I'm not kidding when I say I lie awake for an hour every night just questioning things like these.
But then again, I can't possible overlook small details like these cause after all it's our first time meeting in over four months! First impression always counts, even after all these years. Should I hug him first or let him carry me up? Should I kiss him on the lips first or cheek! omg these are truly serious dilemmas.
Sigh but what do you know eh, people who have not been through long-distance relationship? *smug wtf
What do you know about not being able to touch your loved one for so many months? What do you know about being reunited after so long and got separated again? What do you know about the pain of arguing over the phone and not being able to make up physically? What do you know about being celibate for so long? What do you know about the feeling of touching each other again, the feeling of the first hug, the first kiss, the first everything?
Haha I'm such an arse. But I just wanna let you know that if you ever have to go through all this, you'll know how all the waiting is so worth it when you know you are going to meet again in mere 3 days.
3 days.
Sigh, I never knew 3 days could be thaaat long.
3 days.
All I can do is just shit sleep eat and he'll be in my arms again. That's not too hard, or is it?
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I have no idea why but I just feel like talking about my childhood. Back when I was still fat in Standard 6, I used to like this guy for an awfully long time, like 3 years? And that guy was also the heartthrob of the school wtf, and he used to date my popular best friend T___T
So anyway, I still remember all this as if it happened yesterday wtf. What happened was, this Mr Heartthrob liked to snap girls' bra straps. Don't ask me why but because of him, suddenly all the guys went around snapping girls' bra straps as if it's an epidemic.
And what also happened was I still hadn't started wearing bra yet. So I really wanted that guy I liked to pull my bra strap wtf so I went back to 'talk' to my mom about it. I still remember how nervous I felt then!
"Mummy, err..can buy err..bra for me?"
wtfwtfHAHAHAHHAAH. Yeah so she got me my first pair of bras and the next day, I went to school feeling like a grown woman *proud
And that was also the last day of school and all of us were happily throwing flour at water balloons and each other. Ahh, what fond memories. And the moment I was waiting for came..cause that guy finally snapped my bra strap!
Boy, you have no idea how happy I felt then. Like to be accepted, to fit into the norm, to be appreciated. glory glory..
But that moment of glory was replaced by shame when that guy went around telling people that I have no boobs. T_____T
Asshole wtf. I was only Std 6 ok! And he also said I was fat and he'd never like me to my best friend who obviously told me a few seconds later with much enthusiasm. That was my last memory of my primary schooldays which basically summarizes my entire time there.
Oh and I also remember this! When I was in standard 4, I was with my parents in 7-eleven when I saw condoms. I asked them what those are and like any typical Asian parents, they said, "don't ask so much lah"
So! what I did was when I reached home, I immediately reached fot the dictionary and searched for Condom. I didn't understand what the dictionary said at all, something about gloves for men's penises (i didn't even understand penis then) but I didn't want to embarrass myself, so I went up to my parents and rubbed my hands, saying something like "heh heh now I know what it means already! Heh heh heh"
And I only knew the real meaning of condom when I was 14, four long years later =.=
The end wtf I hope you were entertained.
Posted at 12:40:40 am by expectation
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